"But it's quite interesting."

Qin Chuming is the only outsider in the world, and all living beings are in his chessboard.

Although he would not outline everyone's small choices, the general trend of heaven and earth was completed in his hands.

With one move, a butterfly in the tropical rainforest of the Amazon River Basin in South America, occasionally flapping its wings can cause a tornado in Texas, USA in two weeks.

What's more, Qin Chuming's overwhelming trend.

"But Taishan is better off just a small fight, otherwise there will be too many interesting things to talk about."

Qin Chuming flicked his finger and muttered to himself.

In the chaotic darkness, his voice kept echoing in the darkness.

At this time, outside the junction of yin and yang, the mountains were full of lights scattered by tourists.

As the Yin soldiers approached, there was a faint sound of people, cars and horses in the world, and fog and dust began to spread across Mount Tai.

"It appears!"

People often cheer on Mount Tai, and this is what they are waiting for.

But they didn't know how dangerous and lively they wanted to watch.

If you can't watch it well, other people's fun will become your own fun.

The strange people in the world are hiding in the crowd, watching the tens of thousands of green lamps that ordinary people cannot see.

They slowly floated over from a distance, and there was endless yin energy coming.

Pavarotti looked at the ghost soldiers in the distance in the darkness, without hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

God's shepherd should not let go of any darkness and pagans.

This is his belief.

It is also the reason why he was so young that he could receive so much gift from God.

The old man from the Yellow River can feel Pavarotti's emotions from afar, which is an unconcealable desire to attack.

The old man frowned. Do you still dare to take action when he saw tens of thousands of ghost soldiers?

Do you don't know how to live or die?

Then you Gentile barbarians should not blame the old man for taking action.

In the dark night, the blood of the old man in the Yellow River has locked in Pavarotti. The land of the Jiuzhou cannot make foreign tribes so presumptuous.

The formation of the Yin soldiers in the distance had changed at this time, and General Ghost's chariot slowly drove into everyone's vision.

The war horses lined up side by side, making a neigh.

The yin energy surrounding the ghost general sitting on the chariot scattered.

The terrifying yin energy hit everyone.

There is no concealment at all.

Cold, majestic and solemn on the battlefield.

The Ghost General sitting high above the chariot was full of indifference in his eyes.

A group of strange people hiding among ordinary people frowned completely. Is there such domineering yin energy?

The ghost general's yin energy was not covered at all, it was a kind of deterrence.

Wherever we go, the deterrent of life.

"So overbearing!"

The young Taoist priest said softly.

This also expresses the voice of everyone. The ghost general in front of him is really domineering.

But at this moment, General Ghost moved, and he suddenly turned his head. He was about to turn to Pavarotti, but at this moment, he turned to the direction of the young Taoist priest and looked at the young Taoist priest coldly.

"Those who talk about ghost soldiers will lose their lifespan for five years."

It was a cold, domineering voice, like the hoarseness of the friction of the ice for thousands of years.

Five years of life?

The crowd frowned and looked towards the young Taoist priest. It was not a gloating, they just wanted to see the strength of this ghost general, and also wanted to see the strength of the monks in Jiuzhou.

If there is no Taoist entrenchment in this wonderful land of Lingshan, then it is impossible to say that they will turn their backs on the enemy.

When the young Taoist priest turned his head, he thought to himself that it was not good, and this time he was afraid that the disaster would come out of his mouth.

What appeared in front of him was a pair of empty and deep eyes, which seemed to be able to see the hell in the underworld at a glance.

The struggling ghost roared as if it was right in his ears.

Everything in the world seems to gradually turn into nothingness under these eyes.

But the young Taoist priest knew that this was an illusion, a terrifying illusion caused by the powerful soul and cultivation of General Ghost.

But he had no choice.

At this moment, there seemed to be only these pairs of eyes left, and the endless darkness in his eyes was constantly devouring him.

It's like falling in the abyss, it's an indescribable powerlessness.

But as he kept falling, a hand seemed to suddenly appear. He grabbed the shoulder of the young Taoist priest and pulled it suddenly.

The chaotic world was shattered in an instant, and endless ghost soldiers and people with light appeared in the eyes of the young Taoist priests.

When he turned around, he found that the old man in the Yellow River was putting one hand on his shoulder.

"The disaster comes from the mouth, and young people are cautious."

The old man gently patted the young Taoist priest on the shoulder, and then looked at General Ghost from afar. Since he interrupted General Ghost's punishment, he could not hide.

The strange people hidden in the crowd were shocked when they saw the old man like this.

At this time, Jiana also saw the old man. The old man took off his hat and straw raincoat. He did not recognize the old man for a while, but he vaguely felt that the old man seemed very familiar.

"As a result, many talented people emerge. The water here is too deep now."

Miller frowned, but soon let go. He and Kyushu have no conflict now. What he needs to worry about is the cardinals who want to preach in Kyushu.

"Mr. Mitchell, even if an old man is like this, we should drive away darkness for God's flock!"

There is a kind of fanaticism in Pavarotti's voice, which is a fanaticism that only crazy believers should have.

"Pavarotti, you must not take action without the consent of the Cardinal, did you hear it?"

Mitchell's eyes were helpless, Pavarotti was a good seedling, but he was too irritable.

While everyone was thinking a lot, the old man in the Yellow River had already looked at General Gui.

...

At this time, before the Ghost Gate under Mount Tai, Qin Chuming looked at the sudden confrontation and smiled.

General Ghost is still much better than the old man in the Yellow River now. It seems that he has helped the old man.

After all, without him, the plot later was missing a lot.

...

"Those who block the Yin soldiers will die!"

Without any communication, General Gui convicted the old man of death by speaking.

The old man in the Yellow River did not say anything. He just silently circulated the inscription on the Yellow River sky stele, and the blood and blood flowed around him like the Yangtze River.

The sounds of tiger and leopard thunder sounds were heard on him, but fortunately the sounds of the ghost soldiers' aisles covered up the sounds on him, so no one noticed him.

In the field of vision that only strange people can see, an inscription that cannot be seen clearly appeared behind the old man in the Yellow River. The stone tablet is simple and grand.

A big river flows out from below.

A huge stone gate appeared behind General Ghost, towering into the clouds, and thousands of ghosts were wailing in front of him.

"The Yellow River Sky Monument keeper?"
Chapter completed!